the morning found her

the morning found her
and in its sweet light i lay enchanted by her
and all she was to me
gently cradled in my arms

there was an elegant soft eternity in her voice
there was a thousand summer days in the sweetness of her lips
there were breathless nights in the warm perfection of her arms
i lost myself in the deep bewitching magic of her gaze a thousand times
and still find myself with my heart pounding with her nearness

i will never stop falling in love with her
over and over again every moment i spend with her
because my soul breathes for her desperately
for the fragile warmth of her on my fingertips
the silken texture of her hair as i run my hand through its scented river
the close intoxicating beauty of her on my senses
as i run my lips along her neck

everytime i see her i catch my breath
exhale slowly not wishing to disturb the
fragile warmth of the moment
i have so much love to give in my heart
i give it all to her
passionately with all the forever's in her arms